much as a leaf’s thickness. Then the 
second Indian, grim and ugly as the 
first, spoke sullenly : 
“No touch ‘em: savey?” He laid 
his hand suggestively on something in 
his belt. 
Again we shook our heads in a way 
that deprecated the very idea of such a 
thing. They gave another dissatisfied 
look around, and slowly turned their 
horses. 
We waited breathless to see which 
way they would go. If they went on 
the other side of the gully, they must 
surely see that bundle on the ground 
and—who can tell what might hap- 
pen? But they did not. With many 
a look backwards, they slowly rode 
away, and with them the passive ele- 
ments of a tragedy. 
I tied my ill-gotten, ill-smelling pelf 
cal 
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